Destruction for our personal gain Conceited by so called advance Though our lives are torn apart For all that's left is dust in air Sucked dry by parasites for far too long The time has come to make a stand I'll never live this way with such desire Consuming you with no respite There's nothing left What will you ever achieve by these means You would see the truth from the gutter From this man made hell We are born to suffer I now wish you dead With all I muster Can you feel the crushing grind Of this pathetic existence You will... Blinded by appaling truths Thought left to fester Death scenes cloud my thoughts My conscience so relentless Wake up and realise the truth You hate yourself and what You have become Our fate held in the balance of our greed Left to us, left to us will tumble to decline